Normally I'd just say hope for the good in people but I had a bit of an eye opener this morning.
Here's the story, I'll try to keep it short.
I live in NH, we like the snow up here, skiing, snowboarding, sledding etc. So this morning when it snowed the family (myself, GF and two girls 2 & 4) were pretty excited to go sledding. So we went out around 10:45 in hopes to go sledding with the kids for a little bit and get the 4 y/o to preschool for 11:45. On the way to the popular sledding hill there is a bit of a hill the road travels down on which the story gets interesting. It was slippery, I should have known better growing up not far from where we live now but the excitement of it all... You know, seeing the kids smile and all... Anyways, the car in front of me started to slide a bit to the right, I do a little braking work to try and slow the van and keep it as much under control as possible but the inevitable happens and we skid over to the curb and end up swinging the back end of the van out into the middle of the road. Then "smash" an SUV (think it was a durango) smashes into the rear right quarter panel.
Here's where I'll take a little break and say that EVERYONE WAS AND IS OK, with the exception of my GF hitting her head on the seatbelt hardware and getting a bit of an egg. The kids were scared for only a few seconds and were calmed down fairly easily.
So realizing everyone was fine, the plan at that point was to get the heck off the road which was still posing extreme hazard. I had talked to the driver of the SUV, a seemingly nice lady who was very apologetic and we had agreed that we'd get to the bottom of the hill and into the parking lot. She proceeded down the hill while we waited for an opportunity to turn our backward facing van around and get down there also. It took maybe 5 minutes before not a break in the traffic came but a police officer who stopped traffic so we could get down the hill to exchange information with the lady who hit us.
I'm sure you can guess what happened then... Yup, we get to the bottom of the hill and she's nowhere to be found.
Moral of the story I guess is that you can't really trust anyone. Wright down license plate numbers, take pictures if you can, do whatever you need to do to make sure you don't get screwed by some seemingly nice lady.
This Thanksgiving I am thankful for a lot of things. Most importantly that we are all OK with the exception of the egg on Lee-Ann's head. That all the windows are intact, the sliding door still operates, the trunk is still closed (although it probably won't open) and that once I fix the broken tail lights, the van will still be getting us where we need to go until we can afford to fix it up, hopefully before inspection time in April...
I guess another "moral of the story" is to be had here. Life may throw you a curve ball once in a while and when that happens we have to be thankful for what we have and press on.
Happy Thanksgiving everybody. And for those in snow country, stay safe on those slippery roads!